The young squirrel wants to know just how ballistic I will go. Is our upcoming struggle WWIII? A three-ring circus? Perhaps a departmental conflict/communication style assessment?
Gail Collins of the New York Times has me concerned that this young squirrel might receive an unregulated hobby drone for Christmas.
In her op-ed, "Dreading Those Drones" of October 30, 2015 she writes:
Now it’s true that squirrels knock out power lines and nobody’s talking about regulating them. But squirrels don’t get in the way of passenger planes.
|My squirrel nemesis of last year.|
|What if this had been a squirrel?|
Yes, it looks suspicious that I wrote on my departmental Secret Santa preference questionnaire that I liked Chex Mix, black coffee, butterflies, insects, postage stamps, rocks, and old door keys. It's just that uncompliant streak in my nature to push back at organized ho-ho-hoing.
And while Dave Barry, Molly Ivins, and Bart Simpson have all expressed the notion that you just can't make this stuff up, to my knowledge I'm the only person who has ever received this occupational title in a performance review:
KEEPER OF THAT STUFF
Which stuff? THAT stuff!
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